Humanity

Grand titel. I have been thinking about it a lot. What is it? Some defend it by demanding fenches and spreading jealousy, missbelief and accusations. 

I found the answer when someone was trying to defend the rights of the animals. When you treat the animals like you would like yourself to be treated, it can be called humane. I wish we could treat the human beings the same way, too.

Pupils of our islands had an opportunity to try how it feels when you are fleeing like the animals are fleeing a great fire. På flykt!

The workers of The Red Cross played Somalian authorities that were the first to meet the poor refugees seeking for help.

We teachers played the assistant roles of guards, soldiers - or nurses from Mogadishu.

The long journey took them finally over to Finland, but it was after hundreds of kilometres and many dangers.

At the camp of Red Cross they met the first people with a heart to help. They were exhausted.

One of ten could stay.

The others started their journey back.

How did it feel? Lucky it was only a role-play, not the real life. We could all return home. 

When we look back we shall realize how special this was, a change is happening now and here.
I wish we could read the history books with proud, not ashamed.